LIFE LATELY: Weekend Vibes - Movie, the Black Friday, Food & More.
Sunday, November 27, 2016Some serious posing. I suck at it |
Friends and I make sure to take a day off from work and all other engagements and catch up with each other every now and then. Keeps one’s sanity intact, innit? While food, shopping and movies take up most of the time, heavy duty talks (read: catharsis) with no fear to be judged or spontaneous plans of long drives with us humming to the tunes in our kindly-clear-your-throat kind of over-the-top voices and what not! (For reference, see the picture below). Today's post has in store for you a movie review, the best coffee and biryani in town, my experience of/take on the Black Friday sales, and a lot more ALL in one post. So gobble up those nuts with a cup of coffee as you read, and you’ll be my best friend!
Since none of us had ever have got the chance to experience the in-stores sale experience; standing in long queues for long and waiting for hours for my turn is something I can never do. I do avail sales sometimes, but only online. Technically, we took the day off and headed to the Centaurus Mall for the Black Friday Sales since there was SO much hype created around it. However, to our disappointment, either the Ready to Wear sales were mostly either on the left out summer stock or selected few items from the winter range. Besides, I feel that although there are so many lawn brands in Pakistan and many new ones are sprouting up, finding a print that is different from the one lying in your closet has become so difficult. I am sick of the funky, digital, graphic, and the humongous floral prints now. Shoe sales were not much impressive either and seeing the long queues, we came down to the conclusion that it would be better not to buy anything at all.
Lottery?! I dunno what made me laugh so hard, as I was looking up at the sky (read: roof) here. |
Since we were planning on watching Dobara Phir Se ever since its news was doing rounds, we booked the tickets and went for the lunch. It’s funny how not only we evolve as we grow but our choices also change over time. I had never been a foodie until 2012, the year I graduated and the year many things changed, for good. Most of us are not have-proper-breakfast kind of people (except one) unless it is weekend and the unanimous love for biryani being the drive, we headed over to Monal Downtown and ordered Dum Biryani and Russian Salad as the side. I have been to Monal many times before and have tried most of the items on their menu, from the infamous cheese naans to the platters to the honey wings, different karahis and even their iftaar-dinner, but never got a chance to try their Biryani.
While the salad was usual ordinary kind (For reference: It is one of the few things that I am really good at making), the biryani (recommended by one of my friends) is simply the best that Islamabad has to offer. Literally, the BEST! Presented in a mitti ki handi, it not only looked savoury but was simply finger-licking scrumptious kind of.. biryani (the word says it all, you know the feeling, right?), which is hard to find in Islamabad. Priced at 595 + tax, the serving is enough for two to three people.
Such fun we had while tearing the top layer apart and unravelling the mystery! |
Bride & Groom: Pictured together. Lulz. |
Since we have this profound love for Centaurus Cineplex Garlic Mayo Fries, without which we simply cannot imagine watching a movie, we went to the multiplex a bit early. In spite of the fact that the promos did not look much promising plot wise (for reference I’m good with plot anticipations, has to do with my literature background, perhaps), but owing to her previous work, I was still having a certain level of expectation from Mehreen Jabbar. To my disappointment, Dobara Phir Se put them expectations to sham.
Does not this entice the cravings you've been suppressing for ages? |
What have you been doing lately? Share your Black Friday hauls or no haul woes, the latest movie you caught up on or just about anything in the comments’ section below.
Until next time,
Samra.
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